Shapes from Envelop/Erase by Ed Poole

Restless movement keeps me awake
And I get lost in memories I have of plastic figurines
Laying face down in the dust
Nothing reminds me of you like that old car parked in the driveway
As it slowly succumbs to the rust

With our hands, we made shapes against the bedroom light
Amongst the shadows on the wall, I caught a glimpse of our future lives
And with our hands, we made all those plans

Nervous movement keeps giving me away
And I can’t shake this memory I have of running towards your house through knee-high grass
Dragging my hands
I didn’t feel the cuts
I know I should have come home when the news had spread
I can’t escape the feeling that we broke apart instead of drifted


With our hands, we made shapes against the bedroom light
Amongst the shadows on the wall, I caught a glimpse of our future lives
And with our hands, we made all those plans

• Alternative
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• emo
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• solo artist
• Liverpool